It is the friends who, once the party is over, stay to organize. Those who share with us the dream of preparing it, or even preparing it without us, with the sole motivation that one day, for a moment, we will be the protagonists of more stories than ours.
They are the ones who are waiting for you to finish because they know that you may need it until the last letter, they are the ones who do not read our thoughts, but the brightness of the eyes or the tremor of the hands. those in which you recognize a part that time does not touch, that of complicity and encounter.
- Friends are the ones you touched in the background and touched the sky.
- And on both sides you thanked your company.
- Basically.
- Because without them it would have been much worse; in paradise.
- Because he has improved even more with them.
These are those in which you recognize one part of you and another strange and different from the one you admire, your ability to smile when you find no reason, your moderation when nerves invade you, your courage when there are many reasons for fear, your mind when everything seems lost, your perseverance when you are already told you in every possible way that today you will not dress or go out on the street.
They are the ones who remind you affectionately that where you eat, eat two, where you sleep you can sleep too. The ones who will pick you up at the station even if they have to leave everything. They know that later you’ll give, they’ll give a hand and you’ll do it even if you come back full of travel.
Of course, don’t expect an orderly house and a guest bed, trust is part of your life, no matter how long they haven’t been seen, in return you want hope, a lot of hope, because it has an incredible desire to see you. Shall I tell you?
“Friendship improves our own happiness and reduces sadness, doubling our joys and dividing our pain. -Ciceron-
They are those whose anecdotes you know better than they do. The number of times you’ve heard him tell the story of the lost suitcase. The days when she had to survive in Japan in the same underwear, until she ended up taking the suitcase. The neighbor’s panties weren’t that ugly. He ends up saying they were horrible and you laugh because every time you tell him, you imagine this garment differently.
Have you ever googled like panties in Japan?And for the ugly, you’ve found several candidates. In fact, you even saved the images on your phone in case you needed to show them to complete the story. Part of his life has become yours: it’s a rule that also works the other way around.
“In prosperity, friends know us; in adversity, do we know our friends. ?- John Churton Collins-
Friends are the ones who keep responding or don’t delay, especially when they feel you don’t need an elaborate answer, just confirm that you’re there, they’re the ones that accompany you so you can spend more time together. not being well or something happening to you.
? But I live next door
? I’ve met people. But it’s the same. I’m going with you.
They are very rare, unique in nature, original in the way they treat us, delicate and hard as needed, but above all, they are extraordinary, because there are none like the other, but at the same time, strangely, they look the same.
Among his friends there is no equal, but at the same time, curiously, they look alike.
Those who heal wounds say that tears of sadness and tears of laughter are the ones that get serious when you need ideas to solve a problem and those who refuse to do so when it comes to resting. with you.